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BLAME IT ON THE GIRLS 歌詞
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MIKA
- 2009.9.16 リリース
- 作詞
- PENNIMAN MICHAEL HOLBROOK
- 作曲
- PENNIMAN MICHAEL HOLBROOK
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
He's got looks that books
Take pages to tell
He's got a face
To make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank
To thank
And I guess
You could think he's living at ease
Like lovers
On the open shore
What's the matter?
When you're sitting there
With so much more
What's the matter?
When you're wondering
What the hell to be
Are you wishing
You were ugly like me?
Blame it on the girls
Who know what to do
Blame it on the boys
Who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother
For the things she said
You'd blame it on your father
But you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple
But you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife
A perfect litlle life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Like a baby
Or a stubborn child
What's the matter
Always looking
For an axe to grind
What's the matter
While your wondering
What the hell to do
We are wishing
We were lucky like you
Blame it on the girls
Who know what to do
Blame it on the boys
Who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother
For the things she said
You'd blame it on your father
But you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Take pages to tell
He's got a face
To make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank
To thank
And I guess
You could think he's living at ease
Like lovers
On the open shore
What's the matter?
When you're sitting there
With so much more
What's the matter?
When you're wondering
What the hell to be
Are you wishing
You were ugly like me?
Blame it on the girls
Who know what to do
Blame it on the boys
Who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother
For the things she said
You'd blame it on your father
But you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Life could be simple
But you never fail
To complicate it every single time
You could have children and a wife
A perfect litlle life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine
Like a baby
Or a stubborn child
What's the matter
Always looking
For an axe to grind
What's the matter
While your wondering
What the hell to do
We are wishing
We were lucky like you
Blame it on the girls
Who know what to do
Blame it on the boys
Who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother
For the things she said
You'd blame it on your father
But you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
